As a result, the woman insisted, "Expensive, isn't it? If it's too expensive, why didn't you watch your child? This is my new car, and there's also compensation for emotional distress. How can you say it won't delay me for more than a few minutes? I'm very busy, and you've already delayed me half a day. How much money did I lose? Who's going to be responsible for my loss? Is this how you bring up a child? So ill-mannered at such a young age, what will become of him when he grows up?"
The woman spoke like a machine gun, targeting everyone with her words, and even the young traffic officer couldn't find a chance to interject, let alone the somewhat guilty parent and the tofu seller.
Watching the child being reduced to tears, the onlookers couldn't bear it, but the woman's arrogance made them slightly fearful of attracting trouble—after all, anyone who could afford to drive a car these days was no ordinary person.
